A day in the life of a student in Vietnam.

My student!
My students name is  Bui duy Binh and he is 11 yrs old and is in fifth grade.He lives with his mom,dad and his
younger brother in Ho Chi Minh city,vietnam



I get up, brush my teeth and get ready for school. My mom usually makes my breakfast. But today, I buy pho (faw), a beef noodle soup, from a street vendor.


Either my mom or dad gives me a ride to school on our motorcycle. Not many people can afford cars here. Because of traffic, it takes 10 minutes to get to school.


Every Monday, school starts with a salute to Ho Chi Minh. Our city is named in his honor. His picture hangs in almost every school and house in Vietnam. After the salute, we sing songs that honor our country.


I turn in my homework. After that, we have art class. A teacher comes to our room to teach us how to draw. My team chooses me to draw at the board.


School ends. Because there are not enough teachers, half of my school goes to class in the morning and half goes in the afternoon. My parents work, so when school ends, I take a motorcycle taxi home. We call it a xe om (say ohm).


I get home and water the plants on our rooftop garden. When my mother gets home, we eat lunch together. Afterward, I read and take a nap


When I wake up, I eat yogurt or fruit and start studying. Sometimes, I'll go for a walk in my neighborhood. I stay close to home, because the crowded streets can be dangerous.


I help my mom prepare dinner. Tonight, we make tofu, chicken wings, fried squid and French fries. It is so good!


After dinner, I go to my room to practice piano or draw. I like to play with my little brother, because he makes me laugh.


I take a shower before bed. Then it is time for sleep. Good night!

I get woken up by my alarm.I get dressed and feed my fish and dogs.

I get to school and i eat breakfast in the cafeteria.

I get to first period math.

I go to gym class to run and get fit.soon i will get ready for lunch.

I go to lunch and eat a good lunch.

I go to advisory and get ready to go home